Good Bye Lou
Standing at the door with tears to the floor
Memories of Lou come rushing some more
Once on a sunny day a little lost soul came my way
With love and care I earned his trust
and soon he was apart of us
Broken and shattered was his small body
Over time with kindness he turned life to a party
Running behind me here and there
Under my feet every where
When I was sad and needed a friend
My Lou was their licking my hand
People would come and go
But my Lou was a rock sted fast and bold
Then one day he got sick
People came and he left quick
I never had the chance to say
I love you always to this very day!
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